“You never said you was coming — isn’t the’ a lot of things? — that lion’s killed three men — I’ve spent my tuppence — an’ look here.”
He pulled from his pocket two egg-cups, with pink moss-roses on them.
“I got these from that stall where y’ave ter get them marbles in them holes. An’ I got these two in two goes-’aepenny a go-they’ve got moss-roses on, look here. I wanted these.”
She knew he wanted them for her.
“H’m!” she said, pleased. “They ARE pretty!”
“Shall you carry ‘em, ‘cause I’m frightened o’breakin’ ‘em?”